Originally Posted by Mankycaaant

Ghostface catch the blast of a hype verse
My Glock burst, leave in a hearse, I did worse
I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk
Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk
Aww **** Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an'
However I master the trick just like Nixon
Causing terror, quick damage your whole era
Hardrocks is locked the **** up or found shot
P.L.O. style, hazardous cause I wreck this dangerous
I blow spots like Waco Texas

I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore
Hitting sound, watch me act bugged and tear it down
Illiterate type *******, songs going gold no doubt
And you watch a corny nigga fold
Yeah they fake and all that carrying gats but yo
My Clan rolling like forty Macs
Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense
Wu-Tang, yo soooooo, represent
I wait for one to act up
Now I got him backed up
Gun to his neck now, react what
And that's one in the chamber
Wu-Tang banger, 36 styles of danger


Chuck in a few "what's up son" and sounds of bullets shooting the innocent as well as the above unintelligible garbage